ADAM
Loosening my tie, I lay on the couch in my penthouse, staring at the ceiling in disbelief. I had thought I had the perfect plan to get her back to me. I never planned on getting involved with someone else.
And there Zoey was, in my living room, kneeling on my carpet, quiet and waiting for me to give her direction. Despite this, my mind couldn’t help but drift back to my conversation with Eloise this afternoon.
“I asked you to come here to talk because I hate listening to the walls.”
She lowered her eyes as she always did. “I know it’s not my right to ask, but Eloise… I never thought that you—”
I raised an eyebrow at her. “I never agreed to be exclusive.”
Apparently, I still lived up to that agreement, just having women I could occasionally f**k. What was important to me wa
